Baby’s Breath - Chapter 82

Cheng Yu put down the coffee cup and raised his eyebrows in a relaxed tone: “I was thrown into the sea when I left. +++ The latest Danmei novel ranking: www.mtlnovel.com”

The air here is not more fragrant or fresher, it’s just that the monitoring is thrown off, it is like throwing off the heavy load of the hand, the coffee becomes sweet, and everything becomes cute in his eyes.

Xue Youka looked at his wrist and felt that he was also infected by him. A feeling of relief came out spontaneously, as well as another worry about his body: “This is lost, it won’t be with the family. Close it.”

Cheng Yu said quietly.

Before I heard him say that the college that admitted him was newcollege, Cheng Yu knew there was a problem. The dean of this college is an old friend of Chu Jin. Maybe his boyfriend is very good, but he didn’t make any preparations to apply. It is also difficult to apply.

He knew that Chu Peixin must have done something.

When questioning, Chu Peixin first denied it, but he only admitted it after being exposed: “Yes, my mother checked you and knew that your target was a boy. He went to Oxford to do an exchange student, and I contributed to it.”

The best result is that Cheng Yu’s little boyfriend seized the opportunity and left him. Cheng Yu might stay for the band, and the two separated and broke up.

The worst result was that Cheng Yu asked to go to graduate school in the past.

In addition, Chu Pei couldn’t think of any extreme way to cause the two to break apart in their relationship. Bring Cheng Yu back? Freeze his card? None of these methods will work.

Chu Peixin asked him when he discovered his (sexual xing) orientation. Cheng Yu did not tell her that he thought his (sexual xing) orientation was okay. It was just because he liked someone, who happened to be a boy. . He insisted: “I knew it since I was a child, it’s no help.”

This kind of innate (sexual xing) orientation is homosexual (sexual xing) love, and Chu Peixin read so many books, of course, he knows that there is no solution. Even if she breaks up the two in some ways, the next person Cheng Yu likes will still be a boy.

She made a compromise: “You go to Oxford to study PPE for two years. I will help you keep it secret for the time being. You are left to figure out how to explain it to your grandfather, how to explain it to your father, and how to explain it to the outside world.”

Although Cheng Yu didn’t want to read any ppe, she knew that this was Chu Peixin’s last concession. Cheng Yu made a concession and said that she would consider it.

Because Oxford’s courses are not tight, there are holidays for half of the year, and some courses are not even required by the (strong qiang) system. If he does go, he can also take care of the band, but it will be more tiring.

Cheng Yu got his idea on the road of developing abroad. They were originally playing britpop, and it makes sense to go to the UK to develop. Although it will be difficult to not be well-known at the beginning, it will gradually get better, just like Scorpio has just been established. Always like that.

It was just that Cheng Yu’s plan had not yet been implemented, and the gossip suddenly reached Cheng Wangshan’s ears one day. He also didn’t dare to ask directly, in order to verify the affairs of the two people, all the details of the other party were checked.

The background is not very (gan), my father is a gambler, but the child is very motivated, hardworking, smart, and filial. But Cheng Wangshan would not believe their love so easily.

One is going to Oxford as an exchange student, the other is going to read ppe.

“You are not allowed to go abroad.” Cheng Wangshan called the plane back when he was about to leave. Cheng Yu’s plane returned to Macau shortly after it took off.

Cheng Wangshan sat in the car and waited for him. Cheng Yu bent down and got into the car. In the car with the curtains closed, Cheng Wangshan’s outline was old and majestic, saying, “No need to read ppe.”

Cheng Yu said he must go.

“Only one of you can go, you choose.”

“Then I won’t read it.”

Cheng Wangshan’s expression eased, and he murmured softly, “Well, go home with grandpa to clarify this matter. It’s too ugly to spread it out.” It’s already horrible outside, otherwise it won’t. Tell him to know, but it’s just some rumors, and there is no substantive (sexual) evidence.

There is still room for rotation.

“I don’t need to read ppe, but I must go, grandpa, you can’t stop me,” Cheng Yu said categorically. “You can catch me back today, but it’s impossible to keep me for the rest of my life. The biology team came to study me, and they will only tell you that it’s useless. Even if I swim, I want to swim out.”

Cheng Wangshan caught him back, locked him in the room, did not wrong him for food or drink, and even allowed him to talk on the phone. The ambulance was on standby outside—Cheng Wangshan was still worried that his grandson might have an accident.

He didn’t know how to solve this matter. (杀sha) The decisive (sexual xing) pattern cannot be used with close family members. I want Cheng Yu to be good, but also want him to do things according to his instructions. Cheng Wangshan didn’t go to see him, but just listened to send food every day. His servant came back and reported to him: “There was no hunger strike. The food was all eaten and the water was drunk. It was a picky eater, saying he did the same thing for two days in a row, and that is, he refused to eat broccoli.”

The servant also said: “The young master is very happy when he talks on the phone.”

“Does he (gan) anything besides talking on the phone?”

Maid: “Uh…play drumsticks.”

It seems there is no difference between weekdays.

Cheng Wangshan wanted to treat him harshly, but he was reluctant, and finally ordered the kitchen: “Bring him a pot of boiled broccoli.”

The servant walked in, observed for a while, and secretly reported to the old man: “Master Cheng Yu didn’t eat a bite.”

“Just so picky eaters?”

“Yeah, it’s disgusting to say it smells.”

Cheng Wangshan sneered, saying that he had eaten everything after he was hungry all night: “Cheng Yu has never suffered bitterness, and has never tasted starvation.”

Having said that, the medical team was waiting outside.

He was so hungry for a day and a half, but he really refused to eat a mouthful of broccoli.

Chu Peixin couldn’t stand it, so she let the kitchen boil rice porridge and boiled the jujube tea and sent it to him: “Dad, you can’t do it like this, we just spend it with him, how can it be too young for him.” , The most ruthless method is to give Cheng Yu a pot of broccoli—she doesn’t seem to be determined to punish Cheng Yu when she sees Cheng Wangshan. All such mentally retarded methods are used, and it seems to be hungry for him again. The old man himself couldn’t help but admit defeat first.

Their house has been born for a long time, and there is a basement that can be used as a water prison, but the old man is not willing to leave Cheng Yu in that dark and damp place.

Cheng Wangshan finally went to see him.

Cheng Yu knelt on the ground and begged him: “Grandpa, I know I’m so unfilial, but even if you force me to death, I can’t change it. I beg you, you let me go.”

“Don’t force you to death.” Cheng Wangshan slapped his hand. The butler came in with the silver dinner plate and opened the cover of the dinner plate, revealing densely boiled broccoli.

Cheng Yu’s pupils tightened.

“If you have eaten it all, you can leave.” Cheng Wangshan said.

Cheng Yu politely asked the butler for a fork, and sat in front of him and ate it all. While I was eating, I frowned a little, but I tried my best to endure it and maintained an elegant dining attitude. After eating, I asked sincerely: “I’m finished, Grandpa, can you arrange a flight to London for me now.”

Cheng Wangshan’s eyebrows twitched faintly, and he was helpless to the extreme: “You are so promising, why don’t you buy your own ticket.”

Cheng Yu immediately called Lin Shimao and asked him to buy four tickets for Scorpio and leave with him. Before leaving, he threw the handle ring into the sea.

But Cheng Yu didn’t tell Xue Youka about this, only said: “My family knows, but they didn’t embarrass me. No one will control us anymore.”

Xue Youka is still a little unbelievable: “That’s it…you agree?”

“Well, when they accept it well in one or two years, I will take you home.”

After sitting in a coffee shop with a strong academic atmosphere, Cheng Yu wanted to take a look at him.

When I went back, I ran into my roommate: ”wow, ryan, who is this?”

Xue Youka introduced Cheng Yu: “This is turbo, I… well, my boyfriend.”

Cheng Yu was a little surprised, and soon laughed and greeted his roommate. Xue Youka introduced one by one: “yuki, karina, this is…” Xue Youka looked at the blond boy coming down the stairs.

The Japanese girl said, “This is Frank. He lives in the room next to you, on the left.”

“Frank, this is Ryan, this is the new one, this is Ryan’s boyfriend Turbo.”

After Xue Youka came to a foreign country, he knew that there are not all handsome guys abroad, and there are many crooked melons and dates, and many shorter than him. Especially in Oxford, where many people study academics and British genetic problems, Going bald at a young age… There are handsome guys, but they are not everywhere.

But Frank is definitely considered personable. Xue Youka greeted him friendly, Frank (Lu) gave him a charming smile, his eyes lingered on him and the boy next to him, and then said: “You are the little bean sprout, right?”

Xue Youka bought some beans a few days ago, made some bean sprouts in the refrigerator, and cooked them in the evening. It was the first time for an Indian girl to eat this kind of food. He called him Mr. Bean Sprouts.

Cheng Yu was disgusted with this kind of man who had a romantic look at a glance. He didn’t care about it when he walked, and he was very wary when he lived with Mimi. Cheng Yu was not shorter than him. He put his arms around Xue Youka’s shoulders, like a lion defending his collar: “Hello.” He nodded slightly, and let his boyfriend lead the way and take him upstairs.

Xue Youka said goodbye to his roommate: “Let’s talk later.”

His room is relatively simple, single bed, white painted walls, with a long desk, erected bookcase, wardrobe, (dry gan) clothes machine and hangers, and afternoon tea. Upholstered chair.

Xue Youka moved the chair to the window. Outside the window was a bald tree like a British man. The weather was gloomy, but he was a bit accustomed to the afternoon tea culture here. He held a book and sat in front of the window sill. Comes with a cup of freely brewed black tea.

“It’s very close to my school. You can walk into the college in ten minutes.”

In fact, there is also a small community nearby that is also renting out. Although it is cheaper, there is no private bathroom. Xue Youka chose a further place.

“Your bed is too hard.” Cheng Yu started (touching Mo) (touching Mo) on his bed, and sat on it, Shui Shui) isn’t it uncomfortable.”

“I like hard bed boards.” Xue Youka sat next to him, “”

“I mean, I asked you to come over by yourself a few days ago, and you live by yourself. Will (sleep in Shui) feel uncomfortable?”

“I didn’t sleep (sleep Shui) two days ago… I only stayed with (sleep Shui) when I’m tired. (睡Shui) will miss you when I wake up.” Xue Youka stretched his hand over, Cheng Yu grabbed it, and clasped five fingers. Hold the palm of his hand: “Don’t you want me to dream?”

“Forget what dreams you have. If you dream, you must be missed.” Because every time I wake up, there seems to be the joy of sweet dreams.

The corner of Cheng Yu’s mouth (hook gou) formed a shallow arc, turned his head (kiss wen), and hugged him naturally, not deep (kiss wen), and absorbed the wetness and rain from his body through his clothes. The temperature, the tip of the nose is close to the tip of the nose, and affectionately rubs: “Are you soundproofing here?”

“…Alright?” Frank didn’t come back a few days ago, so the night was quiet.

Cheng Yu asked in a voice that only he could hear: “I mean, will they hear what we are doing?”

“Ah…should there be no sound when kissing (kissing wen)?”

“Should I ask you if I should kiss (kiss).” Cheng Yu pinched the back of his neck, rubbing his fingertips gently.

Xue Youka seemed to have realized it, and was silent for a few seconds, and then said in this silence: “I want a bigger bed.”